Chapter 9 The Shadow of the Thousand Years of Demons Appears
The sunset in the western mountains, the afterglow dyes the forest.
In the distance, Ke Yunwei is crossed, the haze sky is obscure, the mountains are stacked, and the lush green is green.
Suddenly, a bright light rushed up from the Jiuhui Mountain, clearing the clouds, and a large area of purple mist was dense, condensed into dragon scales, brilliant as brocade.
Between heaven and earth, there is a lot of light, and the mystical sound is agitated and enduring.
You can vaguely see that there is a virtual reflection of water, the real mansion of the heavenly palace, and the red fish swimming, such as taking the air.
Such a big movement naturally alarmed the monks in the area of Jiuhui Mountain, and I don't know how many people got up in their clothes, looking at the land of light, and their eyes were cloudy and uncertain.
Under the mountain, the Yan family.
The lotus lantern was lit in the high hall, and the wide-sleeved coat of the head of the Yan family slowly withdrew his gaze and said in a condensed voice, "There is a vision in the sky, it should be the birth of the Heavenly Palace True Mansion." ”
"That's a good thing,"
The second elder of the Yan family smiled happily and said, "Big brother, our Yan family is the strongest in the vicinity, if it is really the birth of the Heavenly Palace True Mansion, it will be in our pocket."
"Not bad, not bad,"
The third elder was a woman, with a long skirt mopping the floor, plump and moving, and said softly, "Big brother, this is a godsend, we can't miss it." ”
"I'm always upset,"
The head of the Yan family frowned, rubbing the pattern on the jade ruyi in his palm with his hand, and couldn't make up his mind for a while.
"Big brother, what are you hesitating about?"
The second elder was a fiery person, and his voice was very loud, and he said, "If we let the people of Mingdao Academy get the news, let's not say that we eat meat, or we can't drink soup."
Hearing the four words of Mingdao Academy, the head of the Yan family was shocked, gritted his teeth and said, "Second brother, third sister, you go to the elite of the Qi clan, let's set off immediately." ”
Mingdao Academy doesn't look at what it preaches is adhering to the will of the ancient sages, but in fact, it acts extremely domineering, those who follow me, those who oppose me die, and suppress other sects and immortal cultivation families in their own territory.
If the disciples of Mingdao Academy were allowed to rush to the enclosure, the others would not even have a share of the soup.
"Action,"
The second elder of the Yan family raised his throat, as loud as a bronze bell.
Not only the Yan family, but also the monks or immortal cultivators near Jiuhui Mountain, or small sects, all those who witnessed the birth of the Immortal Mansion packed up their ropes and went to the depths of Jiuhui Mountain.
If you don't take it, you will be blamed.
After a short time, I saw a wave of light rushing to the sky, and no one wanted to be left behind.
In the middle of the sky, the dragon flies the boat.
The auspicious light is full of energy, turning into a water lotus, the fragrance overflows, and it is lush and rich.
Ao Bing got up from the throne, looked at the unpredictable spiritual opportunity, raised his sword eyebrows, and said, "How could Zhenfu be born at this time?"
The old man with the crane back did not speak, took out a turtle shell from his sleeve, put it in front of him, and recited the words, and after a while, a fire was born out of thin air, calcining the turtle shell, and naturally giving birth to criss-cross lines.
"The heavens are disordered, I can't calculate. ”
The wrinkles on the old man's forehead were deep, and his voice was hoarse.
"Whatever he does,"
The dragon horns on Ao Bing's head shone brightly, and he said with a strong self-confidence, "This dragon mansion of the Calamity True Monarch must belong to me." ”
At this moment, a voice sounded, "Someone is coming, stop." ”
"Huh?"
Ao Bing raised his eyes and saw dozens of monks appearing in front of the flying boat, either riding immortal birds, or riding cloud cars, or driving away from the light, all of them were uniformly dressed, and they looked like they should be from a sect.
In the center was a middle-aged man in white clothes, holding a golden token in his hand, and said loudly, "Mingdao Academy's edict, recruit you and other flying boats, hurry up and hand them over, there must be no mistakes." ”
"Mingdao Academy,"
The corners of Ao Bing's mouth twitched, and he said, "If the true disciples of Mingdao Academy are here, I may be afraid of three points, but it's just that the vassal forces below Mingdao Academy dare to be so rampant, I really don't know whether to live or die." ”
After a pause, he waved his hand and ordered, "Shark Whale Guard, leave no mouth alive." ”
The four figures agreed, and the water disappeared in an instant.
burst
A crescent-shaped cold light flashed, and together with the fairy bird and the monk above, it was forcibly split in two, and blood splattered.
Poof, poof, poof,
Three more sounds, the head fell to the ground, and he died.
As soon as the elusive shark whale guard appears, it is a bloody storm, representing death and disaster.
"Ah, how dare you?"
The middle-aged man led by him was stunned, he never thought that he would show the token of Mingdao Academy, and there would be people who would attack his side as if they were alive or dead
However, the four shark whale guards will not talk nonsense with him, the four figures are armed with sharp blades like a crescent, walking like the wind, and the blood is full of light, and every swing will take a life.
Caught off guard, the disciples of Huayang Academy were approached by the shark whale guard, and they had no power to resist, and they didn't have time to react at all, so they became the souls of their swords.
After more than a dozen breaths, the battle ended, and Huayang Academy went up and down, leaving not a single living mouth.
"Keep going. ”
Ao Bing smiled coldly, and the dragon flying boat smashed through the blood mist and headed towards the bright light.
Hundreds of feet underwater.
The bright light is impregnated, the green clouds are overlaid, the ceiling falls to the ground, and the wonderful sound is fragrant.
Jing Younan put away the jade pendant given by Ye Xiaoyue, looked at the radiant Zhenfu in front of him, and said softly, "I didn't expect to make such a big move this time." ”
With a slight smile, Jing Younan shook his robe, and a Rui lotus flower rose under his feet, supported his body, and stepped into the real mansion with his head held high.
Bang
When the water and light hit, they were all brushed away by lotus flowers, and Jing Younan did not hurry up and walked inside.
At the beginning, it was a thousand feet of stone steps, with statues erected on both sides, or three heads and six arms, or one-eyed and red eyebrows, or a monstrous demonic energy, or a hundred feet tall, with a variety of postures and lifelike.
"Is it really the Dragon Mansion?"
The look of surprise in Jing Younan's eyes flashed, and he muttered, "How is it like a demon cave?"
At the end of the stone steps, there is a screen, four feet wide and nine feet high, on which instead of landscapes, flowers and birds, it depicts a volcano bursting out, magma pouring in, disaster becoming, and life being destroyed.
The background is as black as thick ink, and there is an eerie smell of death that pervades the air, which is very uncomfortable.
"Strange,"
Jing Younan just stared at the screen for a while, and then felt that the dark aura was coming silently, and his back was covered with cold sweat.
"It's weird,"
Jing Younan paced back and forth a few steps, pressed the Donghua Ciguang Xingchen ruler that was jumping in his sleeve, snorted in his heart, and strode forward, no longer caring about this weird screen.
It's just that Jing Younan didn't notice that when he turned the stone gate, the dark color on the screen became more and more intense, and finally turned into a golden vertical pupil glowing with black light, without the slightest anger.
After a while, layers of ripples rippled in the screen, and the vertical pupils disappeared.
"Interesting,"
Jing Younan felt it, touched his eyebrows with his hand, and a seal like an axe made a soft sound, and there was a sound of killing.